there came a point of time when i stopped questioning,when i accepted things as they were.

until someone comes along and tells me bout his père and how he looks up to him and how he learns from him. how he does big impt jobs and commands respect. how he can ask him for advice and joke bout life. or how frères and soeurs share their lives. they come complaining bout their familles and...
i dunno watta say. hope it's not self-pity that i always think mine's worse. when they talk, i look at myself, not knowing whether telling them wld console them or just bring the focus on me. whether i shd tell them my dirty laundry. so i just shut up and pretend to know wat they are talking about. i don't even feel sad anymore. it's just fine, look.









i do have confidence that i'll be someone great in the future, with Father on my side. but when pple ask exactly bout wat i wanna do, how can i map out everything that is so uncertain? i wanna do business, but how can i do it when i don't know what the market needs? so it's gotta wait till after yrs of work experience. i wanna go into petroleum, but how wld i know whether i'd like it or have a flare for it or know exactly wat to do in the industry. i wanna go into the banks, but then so does everybody else. how can i detail out my future when there're just so many branches in the tree that right now, seem to be healthy and growing. at least i do know wat i somewhat wanna do, right? that's like way better than many, right?